Body
We 'bout to fuck that, hollup
We 'bout to fuck that
Shooters going crazy, huh
We 'bout to fuck that
Shooters going crazy, huh
We 'bout to fuck that
Kick 'em out the spot, huh
Pull up to fuck that
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Pull up to fuck that bitch
We 'bout to fuck that
Fuckin' kill this shit
Rockstar life goin' crazy
I'm bout to pop that
Shooters at the spot, huh
You know we throw that
Got that white hoe takin' molly
That lil' bitch she just text
I need a bitch laying on my stick, huh
And lick on my ballsack, hollup
Dressed in all black, huh, huh
Something 'bout that
'Bout to pop my pill, huh
Something 'bout that
Pockets full with racks, huh
I'm 'bout to pop back
Tryna throw it back
She tryna throw it back
Something about that
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something going crazy, huh
We 'bout to flip back
Kick 'em out the spot, huh
We 'bout to pop back
We 'bout to pop back
We 'bout to fuck that
We 'bout to fuck that
We 'bout to fuck that
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kick her outside
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something goin' crazy
Trappin' out the fire
I be goin' crazy
All the damn time
We 'bout to fuck that
Shooters going crazy, huh
We 'bout to fuck that
Shooters going crazy, huh
We 'bout to fuck that
Kick 'em out the spot, huh
Pull up to fuck that
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Pull up to fuck that bitch
We 'bout to fuck that
Fuckin' kill this shit
Rockstar life goin' crazy
I'm bout to pop that
Shooters at the spot, huh
You know we throw that
Got that white hoe takin' molly
That lil' bitch she just text
I need a bitch laying on my stick, huh
And lick on my ballsack, hollup
Dressed in all black, huh, huh
Something 'bout that
'Bout to pop my pill, huh
Something 'bout that
Pockets full with racks, huh
I'm 'bout to pop back
Tryna throw it back
She tryna throw it back
Something about that
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something going crazy, huh
We 'bout to flip back
Kick 'em out the spot, huh
We 'bout to pop back
We 'bout to pop back
We 'bout to fuck that
We 'bout to fuck that
We 'bout to fuck that
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kill her if she lying
I'ma kick her outside
Something about that
Something about that pussy
Something 'bout that
Something goin' crazy
Trappin' out the fire
I be goin' crazy
All the damn time
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Writer(s): Justin Ray Ellis
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